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[title] => to the turquoise eyes making me coffee
[time] => 2012-11-14 15:48:23
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[bodytext] => there was something about how he made my coffee; every morning caffeinated; extra shot to counteract the drugs; the sedation; the restless spot.. turquoise eyes, i swear yeah, i know they don't exist; but through my mind; maybe I'm colour blind but they were teal, turquoise, blue every colour; they change, i swear beautifully too warmth, where are you? i need you so much now... and my stomach is sweetened and heated by hot coffee but I'm still cold; the rest of me my soul is tired, exhausted i can almost hear it crying and the violent waves of emotion are nauseating and horrifying but he makes my coffee perfectly; it maybe the only sunshine in my day, the warmth I'm searching for so desperately is heated by warm liquid; but it never stays I want someone to take them with me Just take me away; to leave, erase he makes my coffee every morning; turquoise eyes; and we talk; swapping internal monologues using each other as witnesses like this my coffee is undamaged, warm, unlike me maybe he feels sorry for me because he can see Somebody wrap their arms around me and for God's sake warm me from the outside in I need warmth its not coming from within [comments] => 4 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 61 [informant] => cherryamber [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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